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His Mafia Princess
Last Updated : 2025-03-02
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Dark Romance
First-Person POV
Sweet Love
Mafia
Playboy
Possessive
First Love
Forbidden Love
Love-Triangle
"Good morning, Stace," said Scott, briefly laying his hand on my shoulder in passing. I reflexively shrugged my shoulder out of his grasp, then cringed. A little too late to run from his touch now. A little too late to pretend I don't love it. "Good morning," I said, the words coming out as a squeak. A pained look flashed in Scott's eyes as he withdrew his hand from me. I wished I could stop myself from acting stupidly around him. I wanted to drown myself in my coffee cup. Things were such a mess. When he held me after we did it yesterday afternoon, I thought we were good. Then nightfall came and it suddenly hit me. We boned. After that, I couldn't look him in the eye, much less let him hold me all night. How naive was I? Of course we weren't good. We did it. Boning seemed like the wrong word for what happened. Did Scott Brady make love to me? I don't know how much sleep he got. We had our backs to each other all night. I barely got any, and yet I felt wide awake. "You okay, Stace?" Kenny asked, looking at me with concern. "You're not coming down with something, are you?" Scott and I looked at each other. Again, I was the first to look away. Dammit. "All good. Thanks Ken," I said, raising my coffee cup to my lips. Flashes of Scott's lips lightly brushing up against mine danced before my eyes and I stopped drinking, setting the mug down with a thump.
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His Mafia Princess Scott — We're in Rome pt 1
It had been two months of us being in Europe. We were in France for about six weeks before the fixer moved us to Rome. I was bummed about giving up my job at the art gallery. It kept me sane that first month, but I didn't need it nearly as much anymore. I was so caught up in being between my girlfriend's legs that letting it go didn't matter the way it would have in the beginning. When the fixer offered us replacement jobs Stacy declined, saying she wanted some time together, just the two of us, to explore Rome. Being the pussy whipped idiot that I was, I just went with it, because that's what I did these days. Think with my dick. What she really meant was she wanted time to fuck. Since the exhibition, we went at it constantly. I knew it for the red flag that it was, but it had been weeks of not touching her and I was only a man. One desperately in love with her at that. When she walked into the room in next to nothing or one of my shirts or my personal favorite, nothing at all, m
Last Updated : 2025-03-02His Mafia Princess Scott - We're in Rome pt 2
And that's how we ended up here, with my dick up her ass. I spent weeks preparing her for this night, finger fucking her ass, starting her off with just my pinky. My little whore wasn't satisfied with this of course, so we had to get creative and explore positions that would let me fuck her pussy while I fingered her ass. I tried to do everything right to make this special for her. I took her to dinner and made sure she stuck to just one glass of wine so she could relax, but not be too wasted to follow through. I got her her favorite flowers. Booked a hotel suite fitted with wall to wall mirrors so I could watch her the whole time to make sure I wasn't hurting her. I made sure plenty of lube was involved and spoke to her constantly as I fed her ass my dick. Not even the excitement of finally being all the way inside her tight ass incident free was enough to make me less nervous. Not her though. She was all bubbly and excited, completely at ease on all fours before me. "How are you d
Last Updated : 2025-03-02His Mafia Princess Stacy—I have a theory pt 5
With a loving kiss and a doting smile, he pulled away. To test my theory, I picked up my phone, opened my notes app and started typing. The information flowed out of me freely, my mind still lingering on that last kiss. That final thrust. That first touch. In the two minutes that he was gone, I had recreated the very first entry I ever made into a Luciano ledger.When he got back to me, now fully dressed, he said, "Hurry up and spread them, just like you did forty-ish minutes ago.""So it's forty minutes now?" I said with a laugh, setting the phone down and spreading my legs to let him do his thing with the wash cloth."Hey, I checked my watch. The numbers don't lie, Stace," he said, gently going to work.As I watched him, I considered what I was about to do to him. To us. Then I thought about his complicated history with sex. At first, I thought he was full of shit about not enjoyi
Last Updated : 2025-03-01His Mafia Princess Stacy—I have a theory pt 4
"Say my name again and I'm going to fuck you senseless. Is that what you want, baby?" he whispered to me, his whole body pressed up against mine as he fucked me."Scott," I muttered seconds later, unable to help it despite pleasure shooting through my every nerve.True to his word, he sped up, grunting madly as he pounded my pussy. I didn't last much longer before I was coming for him, screaming his name into the night."I love you," he said, more to himself than me, a reminder that he cared about me and my pleasure."You're just a big softie in the end, aren't you, Scott Brady?" I said, unable to help myself as he stilled completely inside me, laying gentle kisses on my lips."Don't fuck with my head, Kendrick. You're so fucking tight tonight baby," he said, swallowing as he took deep breaths, hesitance and passion mixing in his eyes.&
Last Updated : 2025-02-28His Mafia Princess Stacy—I have a theory pt 3
My eyes fell shut as I purred, "No, I got all dolled up so you'd take me out" but when he reached for my panties I offered zero resistance and let him take them off. "I studied and everything," I complained.He chuckled and said, "Did you now? That would all be super sweet if you didn't put your pretty little self in my bed, lying in wait to get fucked like a whore, Kendrick."When he laid his mouth on my pussy, I was done protesting. A sigh of relief left my body as I fisted the sheets and he slipped a finger into me."We're going to be late," I told him, not resisting, but stating a fact."Then we'll be late. Shit you're tight," he said with a satisfactory groan as he pumped his finger in and out of me, licking and sucking on my folds and clit. "You're such a good little whore, keeping your fingers out of my pussy.""I was waiting for you to go there," I
Last Updated : 2025-02-27His Mafia Princess Stacy— I have a theory pt 2
… you fail, you'll still be my heir, but I will make you kill Scott.… you fail, you'll still be my heir, but I will make you kill Scott.My whole world became those words. Round and round they went in my head on a loop. I tried twisting the stupid anxiety ring, but I couldn't unsee Scott's blood on my hands.*Come on Stacy, calm the fuck down," I yelled, slapping myself in the face.I looked around to find something to distract myself. Nothing caught my eye.… you'll still be my heir…Stumbling my way out of my study, I made it into the bedroom. There were no photos of us in our new home. We had left them all behind in New York and Scott didn't take new ones anymore. Just in case it somehow tied back to our past, he said. Another thing I took from him.… make you kill Scott
Last Updated : 2025-02-26His Mafia Princess Stacy — I have a theory pt 1
The moment he left the coffee shop, I made arrangements to have the rest of my shift covered and went shopping for a new dress. Then I got my hair, nails and make up done. My excitement was palpable. I was on cloud nine, having finally gotten over the whole cappuccino mess.Being me, I even did some research ahead of time into the exhibition and the artist, so I would have some things to say to him. I wanted to be animated and conversational when he presented me with what he'd been surrounding himself with for the last few weeks. He deserved a lively back and forth instead of carrying the conversation like he had been for weeks now.Had I been leaning too hard on him? We were supposed to be in this together and I just sort of checked out. Well tonight would be different.Scott: Headed home now. See you soon?Stacy: Can't wait.Scott: Calm down, baby. Keep your legs together unt
Last Updated : 2025-02-25His Mafia Princess Stacy— We're in France pt 4
He didn't leave the coffee shop that day. Not when I successfully completed ten orders in a row and threw myself into his arms because I was so overjoyed. Not when his lunch hour was over. Not when I made it through the day without a single mistake. He just sat there and watched me, waiting to talk to me whenever I had the chance.When he showed up the next day, I no longer feigned irritation or anger. He only stayed for the lunch hour this time, but I smiled and batted my eyelashes like every other girl that he gave half a look to. When he smiled back, it gave me butterflies like in the beginning.The stupid ring got me through the orders just fine. I still didn't believe in the pseudoscience that was anxiety rings, but it was a reminder of him and his love. In the end, that was enough to have me smiling at work. Breathing through the trigger word that was Cappuccino.Just the same, as the days passed,
Last Updated : 2025-02-24His Mafia Princess Stacy—We're in France pt 3
When I turned to go back to the counter, he wrapped his fingers around my wrist and pulled me back to him, surprising me with a second kiss. This time his tongue slipped into my mouth and he held the back of my head to make sure he could control the kiss. I was breathless all over again, but this time I didn't mind one bit.His eyes dropped to my wet lips as he pulled away, then he looked up at me and said, "It's fucking sexy when you make threats because you're jealous. As long as my magic still works on you, I couldn't care less. I love you, Stacy.""I love you too, you fucking asshole," I said, beaming at him despite my irritation, watching our palms glide across each other's until it was just the tips of our middle fingers touching. Until we had let go.When was the last time he kissed me like that? True to his word, Scott said I love you every day. Before he left for work and when he got home like clock
Last Updated : 2025-02-23
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Stacy— We Went Live
There's this joke that goes, "I asked God for a bike, but I know God doesn’t work that way. So I stole a bike and asked for forgiveness."If daddy was God, then Scott was my bike. And every single time I went back home was me asking for forgiveness for knowing him. Waking up in Scott's arms was bad for my resolve. I tried so hard to tell him last night that I was leaving, this time for good. But when I looked into his warm brown eyes and his goofy smile revealed his dimples, I lost my nerve. Now here I was, lying in his bed next to him, gently brushing his dark curls with my fingers, thinking about how much time we had left before my flight tonight. "You've accomplished absolutely nothing in the last seven years. It's time to come home," daddy had decreed. I couldn't exactly say he was wrong. With my father uprooting me every couple of months to come home and "Take care of business", I still hadn't declared a major. If I had, NYU likely would have academically excluded me by now. My...
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